It was a moving walk this morning. Mom and I both cried for a few moments, Meghan comforting us both. So many people out walking and running the race, everyone determined to beat that horrible cancer. Later, after I had lunch, Dave and I shot a bike race for practice, with him eagerly showing me his shots after we got home. He was proud of what he did and wanted to show me. I thought about going for a run while he rod the trails at the lake, but got sleepy sitting in the sunshine out back and decided to mow the yard instead. It was another perfect day, sad but beautiful.